My Hot Stepfather

Chapter 16

Vanilla

Okay, that was different, he was acting more dominant and weird, as if he was someone else. As if he

was suffering from bad temper issues. He was acting as if it wasn’t my first time. I was scared to death.

I tried to push him away from me but I realized that I wanted him and I wanted to do anything to make

him happy when he said that I wouldn’t be able to satisfy him.

Yes, I was deeply and deadly in love with him and I couldn’t imagine my life without him. Maybe at that

moment I was acting like a real daughter who only wanted to do anything to make her father proud of

her.

It wasn’t about my pleasure or me wanting him as a man anymore. It was as if everything spun, in a

few seconds, back to normal with being a daughter and father.

I figured out that I wasn’t into rough stuff, I wouldn’t be like my mother and I wouldn't be able to fill his

desires. But his monotone made me feel scared to lose him.

I couldn’t let him go, not now. All I did at that moment was to make my father proud and stay with me as

a family.

Marrying him, facing my mother and the whole world and all the other previous ridiculous thoughts

were things I dropped from my mind. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

But he was all my life. Good daughters should obey.

And that’s what I did. I arched my ass to him and he started spanking me with all of his strength. Maybe

he wasn’t so rough but according to my first time to even be kissed, that was rough for me.

But the desire and lust in his eyes and the way he slammed my ass cheeks turned me on. I had mixed

feelings of horror and pleasure, plus my pussy was deadly in need of a dick to fuck.

I thanked God that he didn’t take my virginity and I wanted to keep it that way. For someone else,

because I wasn't going to let myself love him as a man anymore.

No wonder my mother wasn’t available to him! He was scary as a hungry, abnormal man. So manly

maybe. But he was different for sure.

When he said I’m his sex doll, my heart almost skipped a few beats. I shivered under his words

because it wasn’t something I expected. I let my evil thoughts go away and I convinced myself that it

was just a word that slipped out of his mouth spontaneously.

Or that’s what I have thought until he repeated it while spitting his salvia on my ass hole and pressing

the tip of his huge monster dick inside my virgin ass mercilessly.

I screamed and quickly pursed my lips to not make anyone passing by that deserted place hear us.

But my scream only received a dangerous reply from his dick that almost split my ass. He pushed

deeper and pulled my hair to him. “I’m your daddy, got that. I’m the only one who is allowed to fuck you.

Got that, sex doll?” he said firmly, pushing harder and deeper. His thrusts were getting faster from time

to time and my tongue couldn’t hold my loud screams anymore but I didn’t protest.

He slapped my ass cheeks and made me startled a bit. “Say yes daddy.” He slapped my ass cheeks

again and I gulped nervously and scared. “Yes daddy,” I said, breathlessly trying to contain myself from

not crying. I just wanted this to end immediately.

I made a decision, almost like a vow with myself to not be alone around him anymore and that I won’t

tell him that I love him or even want him. That was the worst nightmare ever and I won’t handle it.

But was that true or was it a temporary feeling?! I wondered and struggled to find an answer.

Suddenly, he pulled his dick out from my ass and pulled me up to look at him deeply. He leaned closer

to place a soft kiss on my lips. “I love you Vanilla. I’m sorry, I just wanted to…” he paused, almost

sweating and sighing deeply in anger.

He trailed off while kissing my forehead gently and hugged me tightly. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just

wanted to tell you how much I love ass fucking. Sorry, that will never happen again. I promise,” he

whispered gently into my ear.

I blew out a sigh of relief but did that mean he would keep his words?! Did it mean that he really felt

sorry for fucking me hard in my ass?!

Sure he did! He didn’t release himself. He didn’t reach his climax.

I didn’t say anything to him. I just stood silent. He pulled himself back and pushed me slightly to sit

down on the driver seat but my legs were out of the car. He pulled my feet up to his face gently and

started to kiss every single toe of mine. “I love you baby. I love you. Please don’t hate me. Please, I’m

begging you.”

What? How could he switch his mood from badass to gentle and sweet guy in less than a minute?!

Is he psychopathic or what?!

I gulped. “Could we go back to being normal as father and daughter?” I asked him smoothly. I really

wanted to do that.

He widened his eyes and shot me angry looks, then hollered all of a sudden. “What the fuck?! Do you

think that I will let you get fucked by another guy?! You are mine! You are my sex doll! My fucking baby

forever. And don’t worry, I’m a sugar daddy.”

I blinked shockingly. ‘What the fuck does he mean by my sugar daddy and sex doll?!’